Longing and losing
lost in the sacred hours
I wonder if I sleep
my dreams screeching will scatter

sleep, the world cries
beyond that divide
a dreary fireside
ever increasing, eating alive

like a summer sprout
dancing in the wind
daring these ends
to unroot again

the times are tumultuous
if you rest in the day
the sun's searing rays
can pick you to flay

the moon a guiding light
searching through the dark
for people falling into
it's reliable ark

a foot, a step
the ground is solid somewhere
don't give up yet,
sleep
for the day carries light
you can sometimes just see it clearer by night

sleep because it's real
for a reason
it's real so dream,
dream so you can wake up
in the morning's glorious squeeze